No one knows what these young researchers of the Huaxia Institute of Chinese Studies, who are usually only engaged in research work in the research institute, have experienced in just over an hour.

At the time the helicopter was hit by a bazooka, they who were sitting in the helicopter even smelled death. After the helicopter crashed, they narrowly escaped, facing the militants who were chasing after them and facing the dense primeval jungle, many people also began to think that they were afraid that they would die here.

In the end, the emergence of the Ghasai tribe undoubtedly gave these people in a desperate situation a new hope. Even Huang Fulan, after seeing the companions who hugged each other behind her, there was a trace of tears of emotion in her eyes.

At this time, after taking out the national flag and taking a photo with the Nalan Army one after another, Gasai took out a black thing from the box.

"Satellite phone!"

When she saw the satellite phone in Gasai's hand, Huang Fulan's face immediately showed an excited expression.

At the time of the helicopter crash, the communication equipment on the helicopter was also badly damaged, and there was no possibility of repairing Huangfu Lan at all, so they could only dismantle the parts that could still be used on it, and then began their retreat journey with the members of the technical research team.

Gasai, who carefully took out the satellite phone, also had a smile on his face after hearing this, but when he thought of something, his expression immediately became a little self-reproachful, and he said in a lame tone: "It's broken!"

This satellite phone was not left for the Gasai tribe when Jiang Tianyu first came to the Gasai tribe. But later, after the Nalan army arrived at the Ghasai tribe, they followed the Nalan army and brought it over.

Satellite telephones, which use solar energy to charge batteries, have always been the most precious thing in the entire tribe of the Ghasai tribe.

After the Nalan army left, the chieftain of the Ghasai tribe, with the national flag and the Nalan army, put it in the whole box, and then put it in the safest place.

However, because of the passage of time and the fact that the Ghasai tribe is located in the primeval jungle, the climate is very humid. Not long after the Nalan army left, the satellite phone broke down, and no one in the entire Ghasai tribe could repair it, so it had to be preserved until now.

The whole problem that cannot be solved at all for the entire Ghasai tribe is not a problem at all for Huang Fu Lan, after hearing Gache's words, Huang Fu Lan, who took the satellite phone from Gasse, said to Gasse: "We can fix this thing!"

You know, even Huangfu Lan can't repair this satellite phone and reconnect with the country. For the researchers at the later institutes, this is not the problem at all.

If even such satellite phones cannot be repaired, the researchers of these top research institutes in China are not worthy to represent the country and come to these countries for technical cooperation and exchanges.

As for Gase, after hearing this, he nodded his head, and his face was full of excitement.

Just when everything seemed to be going for the better, a man from the Ghasai tribe suddenly ran up from behind in a hurry, and then said to Ghasai in the language of the Ghasai tribe.

It wasn't just Gasse who heard these words, but the other tribesmen next to him also heard these words. Immediately, Huang Fulan and the others saw that a person from the Gasai tribe suddenly became excited, and while howling them, he waved the weapon in his hand.

"Gase, is someone catching up?"

After seeing the performance of these people, Huang Fulan, who had already guessed it, asked Gasse, and his expression became solemn.

The researchers of the research team behind them, after hearing this, their expressions that were originally full of excitement suddenly turned pale.

Gasai, who also looked a lot more solemn, also replied after hearing Huang Fulan's words: "They, aren't they, enemies?"

In the entire Gasai tribe, the only one who can still speak a few words of Huaxia is now left with Gasai. However, the half-hung Gasai could only use a few difficult words to say what was in his heart.

However, Huang Fulan, who still understood the meaning of this sentence, nodded after hearing this, and replied: "Yes, it was they who attacked us!"

Hearing this, Gase nodded, and then said, "Here, leave it to us." Follow him!"

As he spoke, Gasai pointed to a tribesman standing next to him, who seemed to understand this sentence, and the guy who went back to the box just now also slammed his head.

Huang Fulan of course understood Gasse's words, and Gasse obviously wanted the entire research team to hide in his tribe. As for the militants who caught up behind, it was left to them to solve.

Of course, Huang Fulan, who disagreed, thought for a while and said, "I'll go with you and let them go!"

When Gase heard this, he immediately laughed, and there was a hint of mockery in his smile.

In any case, the people standing in front of Huang Fulan are the people of the primitive tribes after all, these tribes are similar to the ancient society of the Huaxia Kingdom, which can be regarded as a society of male farmers and women weaving, and even the status of women in the tribe is a little lower.

Of course, Ghasai also thinks so, as the chief of the Ghasai tribe, in Ghase's heart, women are only responsible for giving birth to children and raising children, adding more men to the tribe, so as to strengthen the entire tribe, which is still a little better.

However, standing in front of Gasai is not the women in the Gasai tribe, who used to be the captain of the Rose Squad of the Huaxia Sword Squadron, if Huang Fulan is willing, I am afraid that the dozen or so adult men of the Gasai tribe in front of him will have to be explained in the hands of Huang Fulan.

In the face of the taunt from Gasai, no matter how harmonious the two sides were before, Huang Fulan, who was of course unbearable at this time, had cold eyes, touched the saber inserted in his waist with one hand, and then quickly threw it.

Gasai, who was still laughing at Huang Fulan just now, only felt that his neck was cold, and his face gradually stiffened, he touched his neck with one hand, and then found that his fingers were stained with a faint layer of blood.

Gase, who looked shocked, turned his head and saw a saber stuck straight into the trunk of a tree behind him, and the sharp saber was shining in the sunlight.

If Gausei can see his neck at this time, he can find that there is a faint blood line on his neck, and a trace of blood is also oozing out of this blood line.

This also means that if the saber thrown by Huang Fulan just now, if it deviates a little, the sharp saber may cut through the trachea and arteries of Gasai.

Then the blood gushes out like a gushing spring. It only took a few minutes for Gassel to collapse to the ground due to blood loss.

"If there was a next time, it wouldn't be that simple!"

Huangfu Lan, who had a cold expression, stared at Gasai and said, with a hint of murderous intent in his tone.

Hearing this, Gase's body trembled, and there was no taste of mockery in his frightened eyes. After truly comprehending Huang Fulan's methods, Gasai only has full respect for Huang Fulan.

The rest of the matter was settled, and after learning about Huang Fulan's methods in person, Gase no longer had the courage to say anything to refuse.

After asking a companion to bring the rest of the researchers from the research team to the tribe, Gasai took Huang Fulan and rushed to the back, preparing to deal with the pursuing militants...

At this time, in the rear, in the jungle about a kilometer or two away, seven or eight militants lined up in a line, and they were constantly marching along the road that Huangfu Lan had just opened up.

The eight militants wore black turbans on their heads and were wearing inferior camouflage uniforms, a cowhide belt tied around their waists, and several spare rifle magazines were stuffed on them.

In addition, a few AK rifles produced in an unknown black factory straddled the body.

At this time, these seven or eight militants, like sharks smelling blood, followed the traces left by Huang Fulan and others along the way, constantly marching in the jungle, their faces full of greed.

According to the orders of the leaders of these militants, as long as the group of Chinese people who fled is found, everyone can get a huge reward. These rewards will make their future lives countless times better!

However, these militants do not understand that behind the seemingly luring rewards, there are endless dangers.

At this time, the seven or eight militants who were pursuing did not notice that around them, a famous man covered in mud with a piece of animal skin and a primitive weapon in his hand was constantly approaching them, slowly surrounding them.

"Whew!"

I don't know where a slender bone needle flew and stabbed one of the militants in the neck.

After feeling a tingling pain, one hand touched the militant on his neck, and pulled out the bone needle, and the militant who glanced at the bone needle looked around, looking puzzled, as if he was looking for something.

But in the next second, a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of the militant's mouth, and the militant with a black face fell directly to the ground.

The bone needle that pierced the militant looked very ordinary, but the bone needle in the middle of the hollow contained a deadly mixture of poison.

The Gasai tribe adapted to local conditions and used all the poisonous things in the jungle, whether it was poisonous snakes, centipedes, or some highly poisonous plants.

Collecting everything and mixing it together creates this poison that has no antidote at all, because even the people of the Ghasai tribe don't know how much poison they added to it when they were mixing.

Of course, the militant who fell to the ground, although he was the first, was not the last.

At the moment when the militant fell to the ground, the other militants reacted, but they had no idea what was happening.

The bone needle pierced the person's body, leaving no obvious wound at all, and the militant who was poisoned to death also looked like he was attacked by something highly poisonous in the jungle, and then died directly.

Of course, the people of the Ghasai tribe, of course, did not give the remaining militants much time to think, and with a slight sound, two or three bone needles shot out of the jungle and then pierced into the bodies of the three militants.

In less than ten seconds, the venom in the bone needle quickly had an effect after entering the body of the militants, and the three unconscious people fell to the ground one after another.

Although these militants will not die immediately, they will only have a minute or two left for their last time, and they can only lie on the ground, waiting for death.

When the four militants fell to the ground, the remaining three militants immediately panicked, and after seeing the bone needles on their companions' bodies, they knew that they had met the primitive tribesmen, and their bodies suddenly trembled, and their eyes were full of fear, and they couldn't even hold the weapons in their hands.

"Whoa, whoa..."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa,,,,"

At this time, with the sound of a howl, around the three militants, a person named Ghasai tribe suddenly appeared, and they howled in their mouths, and while approaching, they directly threw the spear in their hands.

In the face of the attack of these primitive people, it seemed that the three militants with hot weapons in their hands turned around and ran, but in the dense jungle, in the face of a dozen spears in all directions, where could they run.

An armed man who was about to flee, and as soon as he turned around, he accidentally hooked his companion's body and fell directly to the ground.

The militant who struggled to stand up turned around and saw the magnifying spear in the air towards him, and the face of the militant with huge eyes was full of horror.

"Poof!"

With a terrifying sound, a spear carrying a huge amount of energy pierced the militant's chest and nailed him to the ground.

As for the other two militants, the situation is similar, they have long been trained in their skills, and even the fierce beasts can deal with the Ghase tribe, in the face of these militants, it only took a few rounds to kill everyone.

The battle began and ended in an instant, and by the time Huang Fulan reacted, the seven militants who had just pursued him and the others fell to the ground.

It's not that Huang Fulan is envious, according to Huang Fulan's skills, it is also a simple matter to kill these seven militants. And the reason why Huang Fulan was really shocked was because he had learned the methods of these people from the Gasai tribe.

As a modern person, especially a special soldier of the Huaxia Kingdom, Huang Fulan has come into contact with a lot of killing tools, whether it is hot weapons or cold weapons, and also has a lot of favorite weapons.

However, when he first saw these primitive weapons in the hands of these people of the Ghasai tribe, Huang Fulan actually did not believe that these things could really kill, especially when facing these militants who were armed with hot weapons.

In Huang Fulan's heart, these primitive weapons, which were not good in range or power, basically had no room for resistance in the face of hot weapons.

But obviously, the ending was completely beyond Huang Fulan's expectations, in Huang Fulan's heart, these primitive weapons that did not have much power have become sharp weapons for killing people in the hands of the Gasai people, and even the kind that directly seals the throat with blood!

When he followed Gasai to the corpses of these militants, looking at the black blood flowing from the corners of the mouths of these militants, he saw that he was Huangfu Lan who had died of poisoning, and when he saw the weapons in the hands of the Gasai people, there was a trace of jealousy in his eyes.

"It's Cather!"

After seeing the black turbans on the heads of these militants, Gasai, who had just been excited for a short time, had a solemn and angry look on his face.

The rest of the Gasai tribe also had angry expressions on their faces after seeing the appearance of these militants, especially the distinctive black turban, as if they wanted to eat half of these militants.

"Who is Cather?"

Because when Gasai said this just now, he said an English name, and Huang Fulan, who also understood this sentence, opened his mouth and asked, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

However, at this time, Huang Fulan had already guessed that the Kaiser in Gase's mouth was likely to be the mastermind behind the killed militants in front of him, that is, she, who gave the order to shoot down the helicopter in which he and the technical research team were riding.

"She's a demon!"

After hearing Huang Fulan's question, Gasai, who looked extremely angry, almost gritted his teeth and replied.

I don't know why, at this time, Gase seems to have changed into a different person, speaking Huaxia very smooth, and it is still very standard.

Of course, the sharp-eyed Huangfu Lan, in addition to seeing the taste of fear on Gasai's face, there was also a hint of fear and jealousy. Obviously, the Kaiser in Gase's mouth is obviously not an idle person!

Of course, at this time, Huang Fulan also knew that now was not the time to understand this matter, since there were already militants here, it meant that there were very likely to be other militants nearby.

Although the people of the Gasai tribe are strong, this battle is largely won by sneak attacks, and if they encounter those militants head-on, the people of the Gasai tribe have no room for resistance.

"Gase, let's get out of here and go to your tribe. When the time comes, you will tell me about Cather. I will also contact the country as soon as possible and ask them to send special forces to rescue us!"

Huang Fulan, who looked solemn, glanced at the corpse of the militant in front of him, and then spoke.

After saying this, Huang Fulan, who thought of something, pointed to these corpses and added, "Take all the things on them with me!"

Although in Huang Fulan's heart, the inferior weapons on these militants cannot be used at all, but this does not mean that these weapons and equipment cannot be used, as long as they are slightly modified, they can still become a weapon to kill the enemy!